51 It's His Problem

No one will pay attention to him, yet countless eyes are fixed upon me! A single misstep on my part, or a single misplaced word, will become a sharp weapon in the hands of others to use against me.

In the arena, the three battle zones involving a total of six beings above the Meta-Immortal realm were locked in fierce combat high in the air, leaving the nearby disciples, who were only at the Immortality or Mahayana stages, completely dumbfounded.

Seeing the stunned look on Xie Chen's face, Eri Kisaki let out a light laugh, and then Mouri Ran introduced them to each other.

"Hah, since neither of us has the heart for this, and both of us are quite indifferent, why not part ways amicably and cleanly?" Ye Huang tilted her head.

In an instant, Dao Tian's gaze turned cold, and an overwhelming aura instantly enveloped all the monks present, including Fayu and Liaode.

Black Fiend was already extremely irritated. Seeing this guard approach him despite having issued strict orders not to be disturbed by anyone, wasn't this simply courting death?

After entering the city, Han Xin immediately ordered troops to be deployed to surround the royal palace. Although this division of the Han army was elite, their morale had already shattered. It took Han Xin very little effort to break through the palace gates and lead his massive army on a city-wide hunt for Liu Bang.

"Protect the General!" At this critical juncture of life and death, a highly skilled personal guard who reacted a split second faster fiercely shoved Zhao Wuji off his horse and threw himself in front of him. With a sickening sound of rending flesh, Xiang Yu's seemingly infallible blade cleaved both the loyal guard and Zhao Wuji's mount cleanly in two.

The wooden wheels creaked as they turned, and the newlywed husband comrade was trussed up like a bundle and tossed directly into the carriage, right beside Ye Huang.

For a moment, the expressions of all the Daoist priests were quite unsightly. Especially Dao Wu, whose face, having finally lost a bit of weight recently, twisted directly into the shape of a stuffed meat bun.

Seated in a high position, the Empress gazed up and down at Yu Dai'er with utmost solemnity. Her brows were slightly furrowed in apparent displeasure, yet she merely waved her hand dismissively.

Tan Ying said this as she hurriedly pulled a stack of cash from her slightly bulging pocket, all hundred-yuan bills, amounting to a full ten thousand yuan.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to. To express my apology, you can sit in this seat if you'd like," Poppy got up quickly.

Although it was chaotic, Gu Qing could still sense that a few individuals were working in coordination, but the vast majority were operating entirely on their own, with no teamwork to speak of.

If it were merely this, there would be nothing to fear. Even if the Luo family completely overshadowed the Zi family, they would not dare to openly do anything to them, as the Zi family also possessed two cultivators in the Profound Mystery realm. If they truly tore off all pretense, the Zi family would not necessarily be afraid.

"Our people scheming against your people? Who is scheming against whom is anyone's guess!" Wei Ziheng rolled his eyes upon hearing Su Li's words, then muttered softly.

The gentle night breeze stirred, fluttering the pure white hem of Mu Xiaoyao's shirt. Because today was the press conference, he had casually grabbed a white button-down from his wardrobe.

Upon stepping out of the room, Yan Liang's face was completely devoid of smiles, leaving behind only an unmaskable desolation.

"Who's going to the security office? We're staying right here. If you want compensation, state your demands right now!" said the leading thug.

"Hey, where are your stray eyes looking?" Su Yue'er raised her head only to see Chu Mu staring lewdly at her chest. Growing increasingly embarrassed and furious, she couldn't help but issue a soft scold.

This Earth-grade technique bore similarities to Chu Yu's own surging inner qi, although the opponent's enhancement of inner qi fell far short of Chu Yu's mastery.

She knew I frequently ate pickled cabbage fish, but hadn't tried pickled cabbage sea fish yet. Therefore, during the boat trip, she might catch a sea fish herself and cook it with pickled cabbage to improve their meals.

The latter was frightened out of his wits, screaming incessantly while continuously ordering the surrounding barbarian soldiers to swarm forward and kill me.

As the air inside the coffin grew scarcer, I began to suffocate, my vision blurred, and finally, I lost consciousness.

The entire crowd was shocked into silence at this sight. People couldn't help but wonder just how immense my strength truly was—to defeat Erie, who had used his full strength, using merely two fingers? Whether due to exerting too much force or out of overwhelming shame and anger, Erie's face turned beet red and his eyes bloodshot. With a roar, he lifted his leg and viciously kicked toward my groin.

Damn it, it was only just past noon, yet Blood Dance had actually proposed fighting to the finish until dawn broke. It seemed that if I didn't cheat by using the power of lightning, my body, modified merely by COH4, wouldn't be able to hold out.

Throwing a flurry of punches, the burly men who had rushed forward were instantly sent flying backward, slamming heavily onto the floor.

However, this split second of distraction was more than enough for the martial arts grandmaster Dominic.

Now that Wang Yingning held a lofty position, everyone pretended to be oblivious to past events and shifted all the blame onto Concubine Yao.

In the sect world, this was universally recognized as an extremely destructive heterodox supreme art. It fed upon the practitioner's own bone marrow and physical structure, inflicting massive damage on an opponent's bones and meridians. It ranked near the very top of the sixth tier of heterodox martial arts, firmly within the top five.

Two robust matrons stood like door gods on either side of the sedan chair, making it impossible for her to escape even with wings.

Faced with Li Bing's stubborn attitude, Wang Chen could only leave with a sigh. He offered no further persuasion, returned home, turned away several friends who came to borrow grain, and after locking his door securely, went to rest.

In just a fleeting moment, a brand-new aura, completely different from that of the Black Dragon Lord, abruptly revived and emerged from within the Black Dragon Lord's majestic reptilian body. At first, this aura was as faint as a firefly, but in a mere blink, it began to surge and spread like a wildfire racing across the plains.

Aside from a lingering soreness in her upper jaw that occasionally required her to open her mouth to cool down, everything else seemed fine.

Yet once Ning Fengzhi and his two companions truly rebelled, he probably wouldn't have any chance of turning the tables left.

Meanwhile, Qin Yu held the launch switch for the largest-caliber, most devastating mega-cannon in the world.

"There are quiet, private partitions inside the medical clinic. If you need a consultation, you can come to the clinic; it's much more convenient." Jiang Yuanliu had no desire to casually board a stranger's carriage, nor did she wish to offend someone who might be a powerful aristocrat, so she offered this advice in gentle tones.

Although it was a light sword designed to enhance armor-piercing capabilities, when imbued with astral energy, it couldn't necessarily suppress the black tachi in Demilia's hand, but it at least secured the advantage. Moreover, its speed completely overwhelmed the opponent.

"I will break your legs and lock you inside the house so you can never step out for the rest of your life, forcing you to stare at my face every single day until you admit your mistake," Wesley said. "You didn't want to know, so I shouldn't tell you?"